Palestine, Ode to Jerusalem ( Beit El Makdas)

Palestine

Tell the sailor

The distant sea

Is cold at night

And the island is

Only for those

Eyes of love and light.

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Upward bring your heart

Of Eden never lose sight

Lest the roads of Earth

Take you where the sun

Is not bright.

Lost is innocence,

Cold is the world,

Mixed is wrong with right

Crossed is the frontier

But without flight

See,

This is not the place

To remember the past

With delight

Nor is it of wisdom

To forget it

And serve the needs

Of the dark night

Beware the black memory

Of the white

Look beyond the dark,

Open the book of your life

And write

Open a window of hope

And fight.

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Tell the sailor

The distant sea

Is cold at night

And the island is

Only for those

Eyes of love and light.

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Heaven, to demons never opens its doors,

And its keys, to the true angels, are given.

My people never haul down your flag

Which, in holy Jerusalem should always flutter,

Make not your patience snapped, and nag

not your aggressor to break your fetter.

And you our « great » leaders,

While Gaza’s sky is burnt by rockets

You pretend to be so much heeders

And prepare for worthless « urgent »summits!

Never in history has diplomacy been the solution,

Nor has begging freed the nations

Liberty is always got by the revolution

Of the masses, not by officials’ negotiations!

Our land is usurped, barring some few oddments

So when shall we bring them to book?

« How long shall they kill our prophets

While we stand aside and look? »

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'Palestine'Ode to Jerusalem (Beit El Makdas)
This is a poem the composition of which is equally shared by
Chokri Omri (Line 1 to 37) and Rafeek El Fehem (Line 38 to the end of the poem)